I know I’d like some. If life’s a tart, I’ve had a shortage of it. Not that it’s not like that for all the people on the planet. Well at least most of us feels that way. Life’s not fair. But. I get to whine about it publically. Haha.
But the only reason of my shortage is myself. Sadly enough. I can only blame myself. That’s the hardest part. I’ll have to deal with it, or I could just go die right this moment. I make my life what it is. I must acknowledge it. I must pick up the pieces every time it shatters. I should really just start with telling the one I’m in love with how I feel. Since. I am especially bad with feelings. I don’t know how many times the people closest to me wanted to strangle me for that reason. And the rest of the world. I bet they’d want to too.
Yeah, I suck.
